Pam Dickson, Alloa, Clackmannanshire
During the years 1943-1945 or thereabouts, I was stationed at Wick and
in these days I was known as L.A.C.W. Pamela Mitchell. When three other
WAAFs and myself started off for Wick we thought we were never going to
get there. I think there were thirty odd stops from Inverness to Wick.
There was always a special stop at Helmsdale where local women served
tea on the station and gave out cigarettes - this was known as "Jock's
Box". I suppose you all know the story of two men setting out from Wick
on the train. On reaching Inverness, Mr A says - "Well that's the worst
of my journey over". Asks Mr B - "Where are you going?" "China!" says Mr
A.

I remember Wick with affection but my most enduring
memory is the intense cold. As WAAFs we lived in the married quarters an
the aerodrome and we were allocated a ration of coal to heat the house
but this only seemed to last for about two days out of each week.

A quiet interesting man, who was in charge of our
Section at this time, was a Sergeant Hardie. This man smoked and
collected Meerschaum pipes and used to speak of an ancestor of his who
was the boy model for the Blue Boy. The Flight Sergeant of Stores used
to entertain - if that is the word - by telling us ghost stories with
just a blue bulb in the light socket just to make things a bit eerier.

Also there at that time was a young airman who
wanted to be a concert pianist. He used to practise in the YMCA hut
whenever he had a spare minute and long after the war had finished I
used to listen on the radio and later watch television to see if he had
made the grade. Indeed he did - because sitting watching TV one evening,
Miss Joyce Grenfell introduced her concert pianist Mr William Blezzard,
in fact, just our Bill, of Wick drome.

We used to go into the town quite a bit. We went to
dances in a hall, ate a glorious meal of steak, egg and chips in a tiny
cafe up a stair and sailed in the harbour on the Air, Sea Rescue boat.
They had a note pinned up saying - If you are seasick clean it up or pay
someone else 2/6d to do it". As 2/6d was a lot of money in these days,
there weren't many people who were sick!